poignant images
When I look in the mirror, I no longer see myself as me. I miss the girl I knew three years ago. Young, innocent, naive. Was only about to set her foot in a university; still thinking it was probably the same as high school, except for a few things; the different people, more facilities, bigger buildings, the term "homework" substituted with "assignment". Thoughts remained clean, untouched by any negative insinuations, didn't know much really. Now I know everything, experienced a lot, and I don't like it. The good doesn't weigh in the same as the bad, and every day I wish they had invented a time machine. Sadness doesn't even cut it. More towards the feeling of regret. Really hope this feeling would go away soon. Only hope is what I have.
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